I've written this to keep from crying. But I am crying, only the tears won't come.

Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean.

I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on the good things still in my life. I don't allow myself any more self-pity than that. A little each every morning, a few tears, and that's all.

I never wanted to lose, never thought I would, but the thing that matters is how you lose. I’m not crying. My friends should not cry.

I laugh because I must not cry, that is all, that is all.

The tears I feel today
I'll wait to shed tomorrow.
Though I'll not sleep this night
Nor find surcease from sorrow.
My eyes must keep their sight:
I dare not be tear-blinded.
I must be free to talk
Not choked with grief, clear-minded.
My mouth cannot betray
The anguish that I know.
Yes, I'll keep my tears til later:
But my grief will never go.

"I wasn't crying about mothers," he said rather indignantly. "I was crying because I can't get my shadow to stick on. Besides, I wasn't crying."

-Why don't you cry again, you little wretch?
-Because I'll never cry for you again.

She cried a little, but only inside, because long ago she had decided she didn't like crying because if you ever started to cry it seemed as if there was so much to cry about you almost couldn't stop, and she didn't like that at all.

I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.

pero si alguna vez yo río o canto, lo hago porque no tengo sino una manera de ocultar mi triste llanto.

Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.

I cry, but not for myself. There’s too much sadness in this world to waste a moment with self-pity, when making others smile will also make me smile.

Ai was exhausted and enraged. He looked ready to cry, but did not. I believe he considers crying either evil or shameful. Even when he was very ill and weak, the first days of our escape, he hid his face from me when he wept. Reasons personal, racial, social, sexual – how can I guess why Ai must not weep?